Rest and wait for the color to change
i like the floor to be green and the wall to be red
like your head when you're mad
but it's all black and white
you switched off the light
and the sun has left the sky
my hands are cold, my voice feels dry
i can only close my eyes
like an obstinate child
hope you won't see me
hope you will not ask
hope you won't see me
hope you will not ask
Rest and wait
for the color to change